Legendary FBI Detective

  Chapter 23 New Situation

  In the office area, Lacey was contacting the New York Police Department, Mona sat drinking coffee, and Roan checked the surveillance video on the computer over and over again.

  Ryder is still bitterly asking for clues in Lower Brooklyn.

   "Have you found any clues?"

   After drinking the coffee, Mona cheered up and walked back to her seat. After scanning around a few times, she asked:

   "By the way, where is my laptop?"

   Just got smashed by Darren.

  Brows raised, and without answering Mona's question, Roan pointed to the surveillance video in the computer and asked:

   "Mona, I just found out that the surveillance video showed that within ten minutes before and after the man in black disappeared, there were only three cars passing by this block. Can you find out the identity information of the owners of the three cars?"

  Hearing Roan's words, Mona's attention was diverted, and she looked down at the blurry license plate number on the computer, Mona's face was a little embarrassed:

"let me try."

"Thanks for your hard work."

  Roan hurriedly got up and gave up his seat to Mona, and Lacey also came over after calling:

   "I have contacted the patrol police, and they will reply to me in half an hour."

  Seeing Mona's ten fingers dancing on the keyboard again, Lacey asked:

   "Got a clue?"

   "No, just a vague thought."

  Roan sat back on his chair, rubbed his temples, closed his eyes and meditated:

   "The street of Sabina's apartment is lined with apartments on both sides, and there are no small roads at all. If the person in black wants to leave that street, it is impossible not to pass by the bakery on both sides of that street."

   "Exactly."

   Lacey nodded, agreeing with Roan, Roan continued:

"So the man in black either didn't leave that street, he hid in some apartment on either side of that street. Or he changed his appearance in a way we don't know at the moment, and left that street .So, of course, driving away is a good way to go."

   "Found it, Roan."

   There was a crackling sound of typing on the keyboard, and Mona's voice was very happy:

   "The cameras in those two bakeries are of good quality, and they can barely see the license plate numbers of the three cars. I have already found the owner information of the three cars."

"oh?"

   When Lacey heard this, she hurried to the computer, but Roan didn't go to the computer, but asked:

   "Are the car owners male or female?"

   "The car owners are two men and one woman."

   Lacey looked at the information that popped up on the computer and read:

   “One of the men is a lawyer and lives just down the street. Another man is a supermarket manager, and the remaining woman is a newspaper reporter.”

  A lawyer, a manager, and a reporter. Roan asked:

   "Can you see that the owner of the car is driving in the video?"

  Looking at the magnified blurry picture on the computer, the corner of Lacey's mouth twitched:

   "It's impossible to see clearly. It seems that the cameras used by these two bakeries are very old and have only recently been connected to the network."

  Seeing Roan bowed his head in deep thought, Lacey thought for a while and asked:

   "Should I contact the New York police again and ask them to send a few patrolmen to the homes of these three people to check them briefly?"

"no."

  Roan shook his head, the New York Police Department is not run by them, how can they let them do all the work.

  It's a trivial matter if you don't work hard, but it will be even more troublesome if you startle the snake.

  Who knows if the man in black will choose to kill Sabina directly in a hurry.

"Wait a moment."

   Just as Roan was thinking about which of the three to check first, Mona shouted with some fear:

   "Come and take a look. I just checked the newspaper office where the female reporter works. They announced last week that the female reporter has been fired because she lost contact for a week without any reason!"

   "Fu-k!"

   Lacey hurriedly turned her head to look at the missing person notice on the computer, and said in astonishment:

   "An announcement was made last week, and the reporter lost contact for a week without reason. This female reporter has been missing for three weeks? Then who was driving that car yesterday?"

  Seeing the announcement on the computer, Roan immediately got up and asked:

   "Where is the home of the female reporter?"

   “Right here in Queens!”

  7:00 p.m., Queens, an apartment complex.

  Roan took Lacey, and several patrolmen sent by Lacey's acquaintances in the New York Police Department, and got on the elevator together.

  Looking at Lacey and a female patrol officer who made an appointment to go shopping together after the work was over in a few words, Roan's expression was numb.

   If he guessed correctly, Roan felt that Lacey's so-called acquaintance in the police station was 100% female.

   People's hearts are not old, and the world is going downhill!

  He criticized Lacey's merciless behavior from the bottom of his heart, but after thinking about it, Roan found that he could do the same, and he was not much worse than Lacey.

Ding-

  The elevator door opened slowly, and Roan immediately put aside the messy things in his mind, took out the Glock 18 and held it in his hand, and then took out a shock bomb under the surprised eyes of Lacey and all the patrolmen.

  “.”

  Roan shrugged, expressing his lack of security, and led the team out of the elevator.

  But as soon as they stepped out of the elevator, the sound of knocking on the door and a man's shout reached everyone's ears. Roan and Lacey looked at each other and hurriedly slowed down their pace:

   "Serena? Serena, are you there?"

  At the gate of the female reporter’s rental house, a middle-aged white man in a brown leather jacket was frantically knocking on the door:

   "Serena, I heard you were fired."

"do not move!"

   Seeing that the door the man was knocking on was exactly his target room, Roan and Lacey raised their guns and controlled the other party without saying a word:

   "Raise your hands, don't make unnecessary moves!"

   "Hey! Hey! Don't get me wrong! I'm not a thief!"

  Seeing the fully armed Roan and his party, Joseph Smith was taken aback. He hurriedly raised his hands obediently, and shouted at the same time:

   "My name is Joseph, I'm a reporter, and my driver's seat is in the right pocket of my jacket! You mustn't shoot!"

  Roan stepped forward and took out the driver's seat from Joseph's pocket, briefly flipped through it and handed it to the patrol police behind to let them check the authenticity of the driver's seat, and then asked while doing a simple body search:

   "Why are you looking for reporter Serena?"

   “She and I used to be partners.”

  No dangerous items were found on Joseph. Roan waved his hand to signal Lacey and the others to put down their guns. Joseph was also relieved when he saw this, and explained:

   "I heard that Serena was fired from the newspaper a few days ago, so I wanted to come over and ask her if she would rejoin my team."

  Ignoring Joseph's explanation, Roan handed him over to the group of patrolmen to prevent him from leaving for the time being, and sent Mona the information about Joseph, asking her to simply check on Joseph.

   Immediately afterwards, Roan and Lacey stood on the left and right sides of the door. After counting down to three, they kicked the door open:

   "FBI! Openup!"

   The two quickly checked each room to make sure that there was no one in each room.

"Safety!"

"Safety!"

   There was no one in the small apartment room. Roan and Lacey looked at each other, and Qi Qi put down the gun in his hand. Lacey sighed:

   "It seems that we are one step late."

   Ask for collection! Ask for collection!

  (end of this chapter)